Daily Yellowstone journal., 1887-04-16
AN EXCESS OF BOREDOM.
A Millionaire Tired OF Life Finds . Nsv
Kin of Amusement.

a MllllOuNtft htFeu W LII Hthus " NvS
Kind of Amusement.
A famous millionaire sat ON the edge OF
a table IN the Casino at Newport one
night and stared at his boots in dismay.
"law." he yawned, in an excess OF
boredom. as he raised his eyebrows and
rammel his hands deep into his packets,
''It's slow; monstrously Slow
Apparently it was. One or two men
in faultlcSs attire smoked near n window.
Others sprawled in languid desperation in
the deep armchairs. and an eminent
stock SPECTATOR added drowsiness Ia il all
by snoring with subtle but penetrating
regularity in the corner. II was Il sultry
night. and the negro walters moplcd
their black faces as they whispered to-
gether in the corridor. The ennuiel mil
~lionaire could almost hear the tapping Of
the water in the harbor against the sides
of his beautiful steam yacht. His horses
moved uneasily in the heat without and
ratified the big pole chain impatiently.
1t was nearly midnight in the queen Of
American watering places, and nothing
was going on. The millionaire kicked
his heels peevishly against the table AMI
motioned 10 one Of the waters. They
all scrambled forward in such haste that
the oldest one slipped and almost fell.
The great man smiled, whereat a wave Of
JOY passed over the dusky group. and all
but one retired with teeth in full review.
Who is unhappy when a millionaire
smilcss
lis the champagne well icei:' asked
the man Of means, good naturally.
1T is indeed, sab. De las bot lie wuz
froze dead herd"
Bring me some"
When the waiter poured it out it was
70 cold that it dribbled slowly into the
glass and sent up a milk white mist al.
most as thick as the foam that raced
to the top Of the glass, while the dew
gathered in beads on the lottle. The
millionaire smiled gently as he gazed at
the champagne, and then he glanced at
the painting waiter,
Would you like TO SILVER. Thomas
he asked solemnly.
Me. sah?' said the waiter with a
chuckle. "Dere amt not'in' in dis heah
wuld nd make me shivah t'night, Sah-
no'n'deedy.'
''Oh, yes, there is.
"Squse me, sab, but I'm roastin', ]
am. n / dom blieve I'll evan be col
again.
IN make you shiver in two minutes
by the watch or I'll give you $50
Go ahead. sah.'
Without more ado the millionaire took
the champagne bottle from the others
hand. turned it upside down, thrust il
calmly down the back of the darky's
neck and left it there. while the cham.
payne dripped gently down the walters
spine. Then. watch in hand. he waited.
while the loungers sat up and the walters
moved in from the corridors with then
eyes fairly starting from their heads.
Don You shivah, yo fool niggah.'
said the foremost of them in a hoarse
whisper TO Thomas. Fly do In-TN
kick yo' head often Y body. shuh. Y
got a chance ter pay me dem sewing dol.
labs now. an if y miss it III lam VI
will fer.a fac"
AltullN nv AtHi NilAfi wv Nitif "A
pursed lips. staring eyes and clenchcl
fists. His head was bent forward and his
legs spread apart, while his breath came
in mighty snorts. The loungers were
crowding around with their watches in
their hands making bets rapidly while the
time wore slowly away. Presently the
millionaire shouted:
''One minute!'
"Oh. Lordy.' moaned Thomas in a
voice like the sorrowful roar of a cavern
by the sea, I'm a-goin', I'm a-goin!'
Remember dem sewing dollahs.'
There was an awful hush, the sound n
the grinding Of African teeth, a wild
.'Huh-wu-whoooo"' followed by helpless
chattering, and Thomas stood shaking
like an aspen leaf, with one eye turned
appealingly On the seven dollar man, while
the other sought the face Of the million
aire. One after another the walters es-
saved the test, and for two hours the
Casino was the l~iveliest spot in America.
Then the famous millionaire climbed con-
tentedly u the seat Of his cart and muir
INJURED rs he drove home in the NOON
light: 1T wasn't 80 monstrously slow
after all. "-Blakely Hall in New York
World.